At some point or another, most TV shows jump the shark. And from there on in, you just know the end is nigh.

Our favorite programs, those that have stood the test of time, know how to avoid that one little slip. But if they jump, they somehow manage to pull on their big-boy water skies and jump right back over the shark cage.

Not having anything better to do when our electricity abandoned us, I took to Facebook. My phone was powered alternately between my Prius and one of our camera’s portable flash batteries. Pretending I was transported back to Medieval times, the next 22 hours went something like this:

James Franco and Seth Rogen star in The Interview, from Sony Pictures.

Here is a list of questions I prepared late last year for a friend in the entertainment business who was about to interview James Franco and Seth Rogen. They canceled the interview and my shot at behind-the-scenes fame.

Many years ago, Marci and I videotaped our first dog eating his dinner for absolutely no reason.

I just want to say at the outset, that I’m not always as smart as I like to think I am. This surely comes as a shock to virtually no one, not the least of whom me. Heck, I don’t even know if I constructed that previous sentence smartly.

But what I do know is that up until today — the beginning of March, 2015 — I confused Charles Bukowski with The Big Lebowski.

When the injustices pile up so high that you can’t see over them, it’s time to act. If you’ve been wronged again and again, to stay silent and not speak is untenable. Where others have fallen, you must stand up and march forth.